what the past has brought me (1/3)

The year ended up pretty quickly and looking back, it has been an emotional roller coaster for me. Sure, lots of good things happened last year, countless answered prayers, blessings I did not ask for but I received anyway, new experiences and learning. However, the previous year also broke my heart in so many ways, but it paved way for greater blessings I did not even imagine.

(1) strengthening the core

It was January when my mom sat us down in our room and convinced us to attend a weekend seminar at our parish. My mother, ever since we were little, likes to involve herself in church activities. She has been an active member of several religious organizations and likes to participate in different church activities. I always admire her faith and dedication in serving God and the community.

Going back, my sisters and my brother-in-law agreed to spend our weekend at church and attended the seminar. At first, my heart wasn’t ready, but I knew it was God who opened my heart to receive His invitation to move closer to Him. To listen to His words and say “Yes!” to His call. My Catholic faith and understanding deepened after that weekend, and I have never felt more renewed in my entire life.

A few weeks after that weekend encounter, it was another big event for my sisters and I, because it was Singles For Christ International Conference. and it was a 3-day conference. I wasn’t a member yet when I joined the ICon, but it was a great experience to sing praises and listen to beautiful testimonies of other people. From there, I knew that life is so much better if you surround yourself with people who are rich in faith and will let you grow in love with God. My spiritual journey did not stop there. Two months after attending ICon, my sister and I took the leap and joined Christian Life Program to become fully-fledged Singles For Christ. From there, we met more of our brothers and sisters who helped us light our paths back to Christ.

 

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the truth

It was a quick transition, from together to alone.

It wasn’t as I imagined, it was more like finishing a good book. I thought it would involve unnecessary consumption of ice cream and chocolates, crying myself to sleep and not being able to function at all.

Nights are not as cold, mornings are easy.

Checking my mobile does not include messaging anyone if I ate already, or if I’m dressing up for work.

No reason to stay up late. My body thanks me for always getting enough sleep.

 

I still don’t know if I’m going to regret this in the future. But for now, I feel okay. Everything’s fine. I don’t feel like I’m being needed anyway.


the one where she’s listening to boy pablo while vomiting words

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I really liked AM duties just because you were there.

Early in the morning, your first destination was the third place

I could tell by your hair that you woke up pretty late, because it wasn’t waxed as it often looked. What did you do last night? Did you stay up late to finish the reports your boss told you to do? Did you binge watch a TV show? Did you leave your eyes open, staring at the ceiling, thinking of someone?

You chose the same spot. The same table, facing the window. The same chair you sat on yesterday, and the day before. Your brown satchel laid flat across your note.

 

And there you went.

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